Huo Muchen rubbed Song Ci's little hand and smiled: "I can wait until the fish takes the bait."

"You are so calm and able to control your anger. It's still the same as before. You can tolerate the Huo family's attacks on you." Jiang Jingxing drove the car, his brows full of violence: "The Yan family's methods against you are really comprehensive.

One ring.”

"The Yan family is really not a good thing. They want to use two small families to bring down m&r!" Lu Ziyan also echoed with a sneer: "You are not overestimating your own capabilities!"

"His purpose is not m&r." Huo Muchen looked down at Song Ci with a half-smile, but did not say the second half of the sentence.

Jiang Jingxing and Lu Ziyan were stunned at the same time.

If the purpose is not m&r, then according to what Huo Muchen said, Yan Baichuan's plan is to first use the marriage between the Su family and the Huo family to make Song Ci jealous, and then use the photos to smash them into stone hammers, which will make Song Ci completely give up!

If Huo Muchen cared about his reputation, he would definitely be too busy to take care of Song Ci in the end. Or maybe when the two families came to coerce and lure Huo Muchen, Song Ci was cowardly and stood aside. Then Huo Muchen

will be hurt.

Yan Baichuan planned every step down to the last detail, it was perfect!

But he only missed one thing!

Huo Muchen could ask for nothing for Song Ci, and he could even go against the huge Huo family all by himself!

And Song Ci, who wanted to succeed in his scheme, only believed in Huo Muchen from the beginning to the end!

Whenever Song Ci was a little shaken from the beginning, it would affect Huo Muchen's uncertain mood, but not only did Song Ci not take the bait, he even plotted to get back to Yan Baichuan!

It's just...why did Yan Baichuan find Song Ci as soon as he returned to China?

…

There was no sound in the car. Huo Muchen just patted Song Ci's back and played with her fingers. Song Ci's slight laughter could be heard from time to time.

"Mrs. Huo."

"kindness."

"Mrs. Huo."

"kindness."

"Mrs. Huo."

Huo Muchen called out again, as if she liked hearing him calling her and having her respond by his side.

"Mr. Huo, I'm here."

Huo Muchen raised his hand to touch her silky hair and patted her little head: "Mrs. Huo, when you grow up, you know how to protect your husband."

"I have always known how to protect my husband. My husband can only be bullied by me!

No, no, no, I can’t bully my husband either!”

The key is that she can't afford to be bullied. Huo Muchen often teaches by words and deeds to the point of physical distance, but Song Ci doesn't dare to bully the boss!

"Mrs. Huo, you are very brave today."

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Huo. Now, Mr. Huo, after recording the confession, can we..."

"No!" Huo Muchen directly cut off her thoughts, making Song Ci's cheeks bulge with anger.

Song Ci hummed, sat up straight in the back seat, looked straight ahead, and said to Jiang Jingxing in a cold voice: "Brother, I'll draw all the portraits, can you help me take care of your third brother?"

The corners of Jiang Jingxing's mouth twitched, and his hands on the steering wheel were tightened. His eyes were dark and heavy, his thin lips were pressed tightly, and the outline of his cold and hard face was tense.

"cannot."

Lu Ziyan saw Song Ci's faint eyes turning and hurriedly intercepted Song Ci's opportunity to speak: "Third sister-in-law, don't think, I am more afraid of third brother than you."

Song Ci looked away, hugged Huo Muchen, and asked angrily: "I just want to ask, can we go home for my birthday? If you don't want to go home, forget it. Just go back by yourself."

"..."

The corners of Huo Muchen's lips curved into a smile, and she raised her little face: "Are you sure?"

Song Ci leaned in his arms, wrapping her two small arms around his waist like a clinging little cat, and said softly: "Of course it's confirmed."

"Little slippery head."

Huo Muchen caught the playfulness in her eyes and looked at her fair and tender little face. There was a hint of endearment in his cold eyes, which soon merged into the gloomy eyebrows.

…

Hearing the faint laughter from behind, Jiang Jingxing and Lu Ziyan were so angry that they stepped on the accelerator and brake and rushed to the door of the police station, slammed the car door and stepped in.

When people at the door saw Jiang Jingxing coming back angrily, they all backed away.

"Where are the people?"

Jiang Jingxing took out a cigarette, lit one, put it to his thin lips, and took a deep puff, until the anger pent up in his chest subsided a little.

"The person...is in the interrogation room."

"Well, call out the three people behind you."

Song Ci sat in the car, a little shocked.

The car suddenly braked just now and didn't give them any time to react. She leaned forward and her forehead almost hit the front seat. Fortunately, Huo Muchen used his palm to hold her forehead in time.

"hiss--"

Song Ci propped up his body with his elbows, pulled at the wound, and gasped in pain.

"Did it hurt the wound?"

Huo Muchen held her arm, and when he saw that it didn't break, he relaxed his eyebrows slightly and looked up at the man who was smoking at the door, his facial features hidden in the shadows. He glanced at her coldly and then looked away.

"get off."

Huo Muchen got out of the car with Song Ci. Lu Ziyan didn't say much and walked up to follow him.

When he reached the door, Jiang Jingxing stubbed out his cigarette butt, threw it into the trash can, and raised his tense jawline: "Third brother, you and I come in."

After a quick glance, he said again: "Lao Liu, take Song Ci and wait outside."

"good."

Lu Ziyan realized that Jiang Jingxing must have been thinking of something when he was angry just now, so he did not dare to say another word, but took Song Ci to the lounge.

Song Ci followed Lu Ziyan, but turned around three times to look at the direction where Huo Muchen and Jiang Jingxing were standing, his elegant little face gradually darkening.

In fact, she wanted to follow her in because she desperately wanted to know what grudges Yan Baichuan had against her back then, so that he would attack her again and again.

"Third sister-in-law, don't look around. This is an unusual place. It's dangerous."

Lu Ziyan was told to protect Song Ci, so he should not take it lightly.

Besides, he also found that Song Ci was full of fear of this place, not the fear of ordinary people, but the fear from the bottom of his heart.

Song Ci looked from Huo Muchen to Lu Ziyan's face: "Yeah, okay."

Immediately, Lu Ziyan saw Song Ci walking to the lounge with ease, even more familiar than him.

When Jiang Jingxing saw the man who was still standing there looking at Song Ci's back, he frowned angrily: "Third brother, you can talk now."

"say what?"

Huo Muchen twisted his cuffs, pushed them up to his elbows, exposed his strong arms, and walked towards the interrogation room at a leisurely pace.

Jiang Jingxing bit his back teeth and raised his long legs to follow him: "Don't pretend to be confused. Do you know what I want to ask you? Yan family, do you know the relationship between that boy from the Yan family and Song Ci?"

"Brother, I said, they have nothing to do with each other." Huo Muchen said expressionlessly.

Oh.

Jiang Jingxing sneered in his heart.

Bang!

Jiang Jingxing suddenly raised his long arm and twisted the door handle as fast as lightning, preventing Huo Muchen from pushing the door open.

"Brother, what do you want to do?" Huo Muchen asked coldly, squinting his eyes and raising his solemn eyebrows.
Chapter completed!